Tickle Me Pink

Tickle me pink, I'm rosy as a flushed red apple skin Except I've never been as sweet I've rolled around the orchard and found myself too awkward And tickle me green, I'm too naive Pray for the people inside your head For they won't be there when you're dead Muffled out and pushed back down Pushed back through the leafy ground Time is too early, my hair isn't curly I wish I was home and tucked away When nothing goes right and the future's dark as night What you need is a sunny, sunny day Pray for the people inside your head For they won't be there when you're dead Muffled out and pushed back down Pushed back through the leafy ground Don't know where I can buy myself a brand new pair of ears Don't know where I can buy a heart The one I've got is shoddy, I need a brand new body And well, then I can have a brand new start Pray for the people inside your head For they won't be there when you're dead Muffled out and pushed back down Pushed back through the leafy ground Monsters in the valley and shootings in the alley And people fall flat at every turn There is no straight and narrow, offload your wheelbarrow And pick up your sticks and twigs to burn Pray for the people inside your head For they won't be there when you're dead Muffled out and pushed back down Pushed back through the leafy ground Pray for the people inside your head For they won't be there when you're dead When you're dead, when you're dead When you're dead, when you're dead When you're dead (pray for the people inside your head) (For they won't be there) when you're dead, dead, dead When you're dead (pray for the people inside your head) For they won't be there when you're dead, dead, dead, when you're-